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Author: joe

Wednesday, 17 November, 2010 - 22:32

- on distant sounds

By now I have to think of things from an artificial space, with neither place nor time; a space only of words, phone-calls, meetings, timetables, politics, waiting, failures. By now I'm a professional acrobat, actor and tightrope walker, for an audience that I invent, that I describe to myself, a remote audience with whom I have no contact, stifled echoes of whose talking, clapping and disapproval reach me, whose wars, catastrophes, famines, suicides, escapes, poverty or anxious restings along crowded beaches or inside smoky stadiums I read about in papers; how can I know who are the ones expecting something from me?
When I Was a Very Small Boy by Ettore Sottsass

The capillary spaces through which the sounds and sensations of the others reach me disperse the messages in the matter and deaden the effect. This gap is no longer an empty abyss but a mediating field which distorts, hinders, dampens, and strangles.

What do those sounds signify? Distant armies? Cries for help? The unheeding continuity of a world carrying on about its business? All the rich and kaleidoscopic variety one imagines lies beyond is homogenised into a confused, thudding, constant drone. The voice that I hope asks, "who are you?" may all too easily be an inscription into the sound, all of my own making, a product of my desire.

And yet, does a modulation break through, intermittently, briefly, a chink in the proofing, where the high tones penetrate? Is a rescue mission underway, drilling through the dead rock, reaching out with an answer to the yearning?

Categories: Ettore Sottsass, distance, alienation, sound, Matthew Arnold, dialogue,
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Author: joe

Monday, 10 July, 2006 - 17:37

I've treated myself, for my birthday, to a rendition of the Courante from Bach's C-major Cello Suite BWV1009, provided by the truly magnanimous Don Chihuahua.

I will have more to say here soon, as soon as the big pile of irritating work I have to do is gone.

Categories: Bach, birthday, one-year-older, Courante, Don Chihuahua,
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OLDER than ME weekend

Author: sarah

Sunday, 10 July, 2005 - 03:00

Cath has quite rightly stated Joe's OLDNESS but neglected to add that Joe is OLDER than ME or indeed CATH. Pooooooor Joe, it's a shame and I'm so druk that I can't type. HELLO for I am SAZ and I am DRUNK but I still love the old bloke, aka JOE. XXXXXXXX

Categories: Older than thou,
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Joe is OLD

Author: cath

Sunday, 10 July, 2005 - 02:54

Happy Birthday you old buggarrrrr sorry I meant bugger. 33 today, you're older than me for at least a month and I'm going to make the most of it. :-) :-)

Categories: Old, birthday,
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